Be One, Then Build

[Verse 1]
Mud on my boots
Ink on my hands
Ledger full of losses
Still I’m making plans
Mosquitoes and doubt
Buzz in my ear
I light that porch cigar
Let the hard truth appear
[Chorus]
Waste no more time
On what a good man should be
Be one
Stand up
Do the work
Til your word walks free
Waste no more breath
Arguin’ ‘bout right and wrong
Be one
Stoic in the storm
Buildin’ somethin’ that outlives this song (hey!)
[Verse 2]
Phone keeps on ringin’
Deals dressed up like sin
Gold-teeth promises
Grinnin’ for a win
I pour my coffee black
Ask
“What depends on me?”
If it ain’t in my power
I let that river run free
[Chorus]
Waste no more time
On what a good man should be
Be one
Eyes on the day
Not the praise they’ll see
Waste no more breath
Chasin’ every shiny thing
Be one
Hands in the dirt
Heart sittin’ higher than a king
[Bridge]
I can’t buy back seconds (no)
Can’t bribe that grave
So I spend each sunrise
Like a man who’s saved
Profit’s just a shadow
Of the person I become
If my soul’s in the red
Then the work ain’t done (work ain’t done)
[Chorus]
Waste no more time
On what a good man should be
Be one
Stone by stone
Build the life you’d preach
Waste no more breath
Talkin’ ‘bout the man you’ll be
Be one
Stoic entrepreneur
In the swamp
Standin’ free

rock, Swampy blues-rock with bayou funk groove; male vocals. Dirty slide guitar in open tuning, fat pocket bass, and laid-back but heavy drums. Verses stay low and smoky with husky vocal, chorus hits with gang shouts and doubled lead. Hammond organ creeps in on the second chorus, bridge breaks down to handclaps and foot stomps before a final, rowdy lift., blues-rock, funk